Kayla hadn't had any duties that day, so she hadn't really bothered with doing much of anything. No classes either. So she'd just ... hung out. She'd got herself a shower, because, well, people'd notice if she started stinking. And she wasn't depressed or anything. Just tired.

She was watching a hockey game at the moment, but instead of yelling and cursing at the television loudly and creatively, she was looking at it more or less passively.

The Winnipeg Jets scored.

Kayla smiled faintly, but didn't make any noise.

"Hey Bri." She turned over and smiled slightly at her. "How're you?"